The Horror of Love

It could have been nasty, I suppose;
instead, it was ghastly, like a black rose:
The love affair from the bottom of Hell;
and I let her know me a little too well:
Thorns on her fingers, yet bells on her toes;
and where she dropped me, no one really knows:
But I fell from a height so high you couldn't see it;
and I wasn't meant to fly, not even just a little bit:
So down I flew, straight into the ground;
and when I awoke, there was no one around:
Except for her eerie, scary laughter;
and I heard her say, "You're mine, forever after."

February 6, 2009. Premiered on TalkShoe, "The Sanctuary," Feb. 12, 2009.

Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.

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